On top of the roof
We sat,

For a chat.

And looking out over the garden in the Sky,

Six flights up

We spy

On the ledge

A cat footed dog!

Trotting the parapet, peering below…

Not for the faint of heart these canyon walls!

Down flights of stairs, across streets and curbs, 

We find a doorman of the right roof…..

And yeah!  And six flights up through the open window the dog came home.

Safe and sound .

I am fond of saying the light of love shines through many windows

And into every heart……

If all life is metaphor,

I fear I am becoming a literalist…….

Yes, both love and life are scary.

Shine anyway.